When Alisha woke up from the illusion, the first thing she saw was Lind's face.
When Alisha suddenly fainted just now, it was Lind who helped her up.
"Have you seen the Dragon God?" Klein asked anxiously.
When Alisha heard Klein's words, she subconsciously looked down at her chest.
A burning sensation came from there, and a petal-like mark appeared there.
Seeing this, Alisha was convinced that what she'd seen in the dream wasn't fake. It was all real.
Alisha nodded.
"So did you get its power?" Klein asked again.
At this moment, Alisha was a little confused. She did not know if she had obtained the power of the Dragon God.
Right now, there was no sense of explosive power in her body. Instead, she was very calm, as if nothing had happened.
"I don't know," Alisha said honestly. "I think I dreamed of the Dragon God, but I don't know if it gave me power or not. I feel like I haven't changed at all."
"Don't you feel anything?"
"I don't know. I feel the same as I did before," Alisha said with some pain.
Klein looked at Alisha in disappointment and muttered, "Impossible. How could this be?"
Awakening the Dragon God's soul was Klein's last resort.
If even this move was useless, wouldn't it mean that they would all be defeated by the Church of Light?
At this moment, the entire hall trembled violently again. A light suddenly flashed from the center of the hall.
In the next second, cracks appeared on the wall of the entire temple.
Then, with the appearance of the cracks, the entire Temple of Rhun seemed to have been cut open from the middle by a knife!
Seeing this scene, a hint of despair appeared in Klein's eyes.
The Church had made their move!
Moreover, the power of this sword was incomparably sharp. It directly broke the Temple of Rhun in the middle.
Such power had completely exceeded their imagination.
After the hall was completely split open, light shone down from above, and everyone in the temple saw the scene outside.
In the sky, there seemed to be a phantom burning with holy flames.
A tall figure stood at the end of the sky, holding a holy sword in his hand!
Lind looked at the sky. He could not sense any elemental fluctuations from the phantom.
This was a terrifying thing.
With Lind's body's ability to sense elements, as long as the other party released a little elemental fluctuation, Lind could immediately sense it.
But now, Lind couldn't sense it at all.
This meant that the phantom had completely restrained its power and did not release it at all.
At the same time, it also meant that the other party's control over elemental power had reached the peak.
Was he Michael?
Lind thought to himself.
This phantom was simply too strong.
Not to mention Lind, who had no blood reserves on him.
Even if he had endless blood and could cast Forbidden Spells indefinitely, Lind did not have the confidence to defeat this guy in front of him.
"It's over. It's all over."
He looked weakly at the phantom above him, his eyes glazed.
He no longer knew how to win this battle.
Even at his peak, he was no match for Ryan.
As for Ryan, he was instantly killed by his opponent.
The gap between their strengths was like a chasm that was impossible to cross.
The phantom lowered its head and looked down. Lind could almost feel the cold gaze coming from the phantom.
He swung his sword again, this time horizontally.
Light swords burning with holy flames swept past. Countless intersecting lights swept across the Temple of Rhun. At this moment, the temple finally could not hold on anymore and shattered into countless pieces.
Lind ducked down, dodging the crisscrossing lights so that he wasn't cut to pieces by Michael's sword.
However, there was already a member of the Pandoragon Family in the temple who could not dodge this light. His body fell off like fallen blocks.
Then, these body fragments burned with white holy fire, evaporating the blood and burning the body tissues.
From the beginning to the end, the dead person did not let out a scream. The expression on his face was still the same as when he was alive.
"The legendary Dragon God's favored family doesn't deserve so much attention…"
"I really don't know why the Pope is so careful."
In the sky, the white-robed priest revealed a disdainful smile and a deep sense of arrogance.
The white-robed priest came to the survivors and said with disdain, "I am Sean Gross, the White-Robed Bishop of the Court of Judgment of the Church of Light. I now give you two choices. One is to swear allegiance to the Church and become our loyal servants. From now on, you will always obey the orders of the Church and work for the Lord. As for the second choice…"
The white-robed priest looked at Michael in the sky and said confidently.
"Die!"
With that, he looked at everyone confidently, as if he had completely controlled the situation.
The purpose of the church sending him here was to recruit this group of people with the bloodline of the ancient dragon race.
If it was just to capture a few traitors, the Church would not have needed to mobilize such a large force.
They even gave him the Church's divine artifact, the Emblem of the Seven-Pointed Star.
Although everyone in the Church of Light had the Emblem of the Seven-Pointed Star, only one of the Emblems of the Seven-Pointed Star was real. The others were only copies and had no use at all.
This emblem could summon the Holy Archangel Michael, but it could only be used once.
After using it, the badge was destroyed.
Sean did not know why the Pope had gone through so much trouble to subdue these guys.
The Church had long known about the existence of these dragons.
For the past hundred years, the Church had never cared about them.
This was because there were too few of them. They could not achieve anything in the face of absolute power.
They couldn't cause any trouble.
But more than 20 years ago, that lord who was far away in the Holy City seemed to have received a revelation. He suddenly wanted to attack these dragons.
Because of this, they had traveled thousands of miles to Blackwater Town at the border, and had secretly planned for more than 20 years.
Sean did not care about these dragons.
What he cared about was why that lord's attitude had suddenly changed.
This made him feel like a storm was coming.
It was as if something dangerous was approaching.